Lyrics
Through all life’s sorrows and despairs,
I will not be moved.
When facing death, I need not fear –
I have this hope secured:
Because Christ died at Calvary,
sin has on me no claim.
Because He overcame the grave,
with Him I will be raised.
Where, O grave is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?
Eternity is won for me
by heaven’s eternal King.
On that glorious final day,
I will not sleep or fade,
but gazing on His nail-pierced hands,
I’ll instantly be changed.
Robed with immortality,
before His throne we’ll sing,
at last reflecting perfectly
the glory of our King.